The noblest ideasMight turn into a farceMake sure you do not lose them allYour pace is growing slower now itWould not cross your mind to riotAnd to forget about your safetyBreak in and turn on all the lightsAll meanings worn thinWe're lost in disgraceYou took that poison easilyWe've done an inch from nothingNow we all agree on what is realFor the sake of our convenienceNo longer standing now we kneelwhy don't you get out before you're deadWhy don't you get outDo you really want to sleepDo you really want to forget